Chapter 158 – Chapter 158: Connection 4
I got caught by my ankles and was crushed under a woman’s buttock
Unexpectedly, the feeling I felt was closer to curiosity than displeasure.
Because this bizarre position was not uncomfortable or painful at all.
With her back bent and her hips lifted
It’s a posture where her genitals are pulled in the opposite direction.
It’s a posture that you don’t normally experience, but isn’t it normal that one place is uncomfortable?
Despite this, my body is still comfortable.
Except for the heavy weight felt on her ass her.
‘Hey, I’m trying not to be popular with men.’
The incarnation of a hunting dog biting its tail is a pretty face.
On top of that, he maintains a slim S-line body built with small muscles.
She has a great social status and ability as an incarnation recognized by the Constellation.
If you can’t seduce a man with these specs
It’s just a matter of personality or being a lesbian.
And if you’re a lesbian, you can’t do this to me.
A hand full of consideration, as if he was accustomed to a man.
It was a completely different look from the virgins who clumsily approached me.
It is natural and skillful to be thrown on the bed and put under the buttocks.
There is only one inconvenience.
Towards the buttocks, which is completely opposite to the usual
The fact that the stiffly raised penis is bent.
“Huh, it’s bigger than I thought…”
Of course, all those little inconveniences.
The minor discomfort started at the tip of the glans
It disappears immediately buried in the sticky pleasure.
Outwardly, he is a small boy around 150.
Did you think that this lower leg was no big deal?
She moves her hips slowly, exuding feelings of joy and embarrassment.
A naked woman nestled between my spread legs.
I put my calf under her armpit her and grabbed her tightly.
It was to start squatting so that those strong abs would move up and down.
Seeing the sight that can be said to be superb
The thought that popped into my head was a little out of the blue.
‘It looks very uncomfortable and difficult… , Is it a standard posture or a favorite posture?’
The position of the top of a woman with a man lying down and a woman on top.
But it’s the way she holds my legs with both hands
Isn’t it really pure thigh power?
If you are tired of pleasure and your stamina is running out
Leaning your upper body on your chest or raising your hand
I can’t help but think of other incarnations and compare them.
His ass his slammed down with a bang as if he was going to blow away those thoughts.
As her slim waist, her moves like her belly, her dance
On the smooth brown skin that shines
Beads of sweat, laden with obscene incense, rolled.
Shaking her hips on top of my ass and banging her cock
The position of a thoroughly one-sided and passive man who has no choice but to look.
“Magic power…? Uh, ah-“
The reason why I calmly watch even in a one-sided situation
It was because he wanted to see the face of the self-confident beauty slowly deteriorating.
Did he think he would be able to adapt to the magic of the dreamer?
If you were confused when you first drank magical power
I didn’t know that as time went on he wasn’t just adjusting, he was getting more drunk.
The magical power of a dream horse is more like alcohol and alcohol than scent.
The more you drink, the more drunk you become.
Even if I get used to it, become sensitive, and differentiate between my magic and the magic of others
In the end, it doesn’t change that the magical power of the dreamer builds up one by one inside the body.
It’s one thing for her to recognize her mana her as a scent her and for her to go into heat.
“Whoa, I think it will take a little longer.”
Pangpang, the hips that were playing on top of my hips stop.
Instead of pounding the bed so that it rocks, start moving your lower back like turning a millstone.
It feels better than I thought to see my sweaty buttocks gently rubbing against me.
‘Is this your preference? Or do you think I will go?’
His face His, which had been full of confidence, was stained with bewilderment.
Probably pretending to be relaxed.
She must have pride as a woman in the world of her gender reversal.
When I have a relationship with a girl of a higher status than me
Who wants to look like a pitiful man who struggles with pleasure?
No one but a pig with a good restraint would want such an ugly look.
I wonder if I want to satisfy my selfish heart even though I am suffering from such pleasure?
There is no talk of stopping here or anything.
After all, where is the man who wants to take it out as soon as he puts it in?
“So, how long do you think it will take?”
I’m clumsy on a girl’s ass
In the leisurely tempo of pleasure, I laughed leisurely.
Reality is not the world of exaggerated 19-karat gold mangas that fall to the climax of incontinence with a single rice cake mill.
How can you lose your senses while struggling with pleasure just because you changed your posture?
Of course, it’s a fantasy world that can really corrupt if you have the magic of a dreamer, but
The incarnation of a hound that bites its tail is not a dream horse.
She was a woman who knew how to treat men gently.
A woman who does not know how to make a man suffer for pleasure.
There is no way a dreamer would get bored in bed against a muscular woman with good manners.
“I think it will take quite a long time.”
A beautiful grinning smile.
However, the emotions emanating from the body are not at ease.
The situation is full of embarrassment and defeat, and only a little sense of victory remains.
You’re probably thinking, “How do you get the dreamer out of bed?!” I wonder if you are thinking the same thing.
Maybe it’s because it was assumed to be based on a nightmare when turning into a dream horse?
The emotion that gives off a negative smell is indeed sweet.
At the same time, the hips that had been moving stealthily go up.
A large piece of flesh soaked in liquid that I don’t know if it’s sweat or love juice.
Going upstairs with a loud and obscene sound
It slams down to the point where it makes a clicking sound.
“Aren’t you overdoing it to find magic?”
She moves violently as if she changed her mind.
“Huh, don’t worry. It’s okay, it’s okay…!”
The way she bit her lower lip
A slightly furrowed brow creates a strange color.
Except for the beautiful naked body of her, even if only taking pictures of her face
An expression that would make you feel vulgar and lascivious.
Hardened eyes that drive away her sense of defeat and raise her sense of selfishness.
Fragments of her thoughts flowed in as her eyes met as she exchanged her magical energy.
As I read it, a little worry arises.
No matter how much I think about it, he doesn’t seem to know the dreamer well.
Since the existence of a dream horse is so rare, is it inevitable?
‘Because men get tired when they’re cheap, so if you go through a fierce physical battle… ?’
I think you know what a nightmare is.
Maybe she knows too little.
Maybe it’s because she looked at someone who was trying in vain.
It seems that my facial expression has subtly changed.
Does the elf boy’s body stand out more on his face than his original body his?
She bit her red lips so hard that they turned white.
Because I took a deep breath in her and kicked her in earnest.
Instead of her usual back and forth movement, the pleasure of bending and being kneaded
He was able to squeeze semen out of me faster than the service of the three incarnations.
Ever since I became a dreamer, I’ve never been able to hold back feelings of ejaculation.
… Of course, her defeat was fixed from the moment she took a deep breath.
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Spread out on the academy bed with her excessive pleasure
The incarnation of the hound biting her her tail slipped away from her.
She assured me that the next time we met she would bring what she wanted, but
When I think of my thighs wide open like a stoned frog
It was a bit unreliable.
Recalling the fornication that took place in broad daylight
As it languorously spreads over her chair, a shrill roar is heard.
“So! Why?”
What is suffocating in the messy office
It was the heart of the exiled serpent, or rather, her alter ego.
The way to confirm that she was an alter ego was simple.
Because this time he strangled her as soon as their eyes met.
I cracked her neck until there was a click, and she was fine.
As soon as her eyes met, she was yelling at her because of the experience of breaking her neck.
I hate to admit it, but one of her nightmare abilities
Her ability to charm and drag others into her own space is
The exiled serpent’s heart was far superior to mine.
… My fault for hanging out in the name of taking care of my incarnation rather than developing my abilities is big.
“No, while making a deal.”
“Okay, let’s make a deal.”
“You idiot, don’t you know that businessmen have to pay for a deal?”
Of course, it doesn’t matter as I overpower everything else.
I’m superior in everything from physical combat to the amount, method and quality of mana.
And I think I have better hair than her.
“Of course I know, so I’m saying let’s make a deal.”
“Can you hold a better hand than a tyrant who burns your subjects?”
It’s not logical at all to be crying so hard from a while ago.
As soon as our eyes met, my neck broke, so I can understand.
However, no matter how much you think about it, isn’t it a bluff and a scammer?
Among the fallen constellations, I’m not even a big player
Is it possible to give a better reward than a burning tyrant?
They secretly drag me into this space and set the mood pretending to be a mogul
If you look at the reality, you lost the best incarnation because you didn’t provide any support,
Literally, half a penny is just a constellation of idiots.
